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living. 
    Ms. White stops reading to look at Ambrose and asks, “Do you know how he died?” 
    Ambrose looks at Ms. White. “Not really. I found myself on the side of a battlefield and saw a dying man. He must have been stabbed. He looked at me, and with the strength he had left, he gave me that sword and letter. He asked me to give it to his wife, you. I could not turn down a man in need. After all, I am only a mere drifter, and he was fighting for something. I have nothing to stand for.” 
    Ms. White sees how sincere Ambrose is. She is speechless and has nothing to say to Ambrose and continues to read the letter to herself. 
     
    I wish I had more to say then just telling you that I am deceased. But you know me. You yourself once said, “You are a man of few words, but when you speak, the world listens.” With that said, I will leave you with this. Tell Gytha I love her and I will watch her grow. And always remember, I will always love you. You two will always be in my heart in the afterlife. Take care. I will be waiting. 
    With all of my love, 
    Michael  
     
    After she has read the rest of the letter, she falls into Ambrose’s arms. Ambrose sees her eyes as she falls into his arms once more, but this time, they are full of tears and glossy. Ambrose wraps his arms around her, and his face shows a feeling he has not felt since he was younger. This feeling, and the thought of knowing similar eyes, causes a flashback of when he was once a child. 
    He remembers that he was in King Oswald’s castle in a solitary-confinement dungeon room. Food is pushed under the door as he is balled up crying. He sits alone in darkness. He then stands and walks to the only little window made out of bars in the room after he hears soft footsteps approaching it. A woman calls his name in a soothing voice, “Ambrose, do not cry.” 
    This strange woman pulls a pole out of the window she has made loose. She puts her hand through the bars to hold his hand. Young Ambrose takes the strange woman’s hand for comfort and looks into this woman’s eyes. These eyes look just as Ms. White’s eyes do. They are very light blue and full of tears. “Who are you? How do you know my name?” Ambrose wipes his tears away. 
    The strange woman looks at him with sorrow. “It is better if I do not tell you. If you knew and said anything about me by accident, I would not be able to come back. I just want you to know you will never be alone. I will always be here for you.” 
    Young Ambrose smiles and shows that he feels comfort and happiness. 
    Ambrose snaps out of his thoughts and quits hugging Ms. White when he hears a noise an animal makes off in the distance. He looks at Ms. White and mumbles under his breath, “When I was a boy.” 
    “What?” Ms. White looks back at Ambrose in confusion. 
    “You remind me of somebody. When I was young, when I was a boy, I did not have anybody, but there was a woman there for me. She was always there for me while I was growing up. She was the only woman or person that showed me kindness. You remind me of her.” 
    “I do?” 
    “Yes, but one day, she just stopped showing up. On that day, I felt a hole in my heart. I filled it with hate. I never looked back on that day or even remembered her presence. Now that I look into your eyes, you make me think of her, and I remember.” 
    “Was she meant to be your future companion? Your lover?” 
    “No, she was older and more of a mother than anything. The love she showed me was what a mother gives to her children. What you give to Gytha. I think she was my mother.” 
    “How could you not know?” 
    “It is complicated. I never knew what happed to her, why she stopped seeing me. Now that I look back, I think she was murdered. I feel foolish for not figuring this out so long ago and how I hated her for so long. Then just blocking her from my thoughts and forgetting. When I look into your eyes, you remind me of her.” Ambrose starts to reminisce.